No big deal.
Have you ever noticed how a succession of routine miracles can make you a tad blase'? Do you think any of the Apostles walked over to Jesus with a cup of water and said 'Ahem!' and the Lord waved his hand and made it into a fine Merlot, and the Apostle went back over and resumed his conversation as if nothing had happened out of the ordinary?
Well, I Praised the Lord today, I'll tell you. I have this little work truck, that I haven't driven since the last time I worked. It has been sitting out front, taking up a parking space, rotting (two tires have gone flat, and all are unsalvageable...) and it doesn't have a battery, the inside of the cab is mildewed, and I had the registration out since I was going to call the junkyard to come haul it off.
And this afternoon, while the wife was at Hellboy 2 (she loved it) Nat was watching one of her Cinderella DVD's, and the DVD player up and died. And we are broke. Rent paid, bills paid, and flat-ass broke.
And then the wife gets home from the movie and getting a haircut, and notices a note flapping under the windshield wiper of my piece of shit truck. She brings it in, and reads it to me. Someone wants to buy it, and wants to know how much we want for it.
My first reaction is 'Fuck! Just give it to him!' The wife, having some Jew blood in her, begins to bargain and scheme. Which got me to thinking...hey, we can get a nice DVD player for around $50. She said $75, and I said whatever. So she dug out the paperwork, called him, and he came right over and signed the bill of sale, and brought out a $100 bill. The wife said she'd have to go get change, and he just waved his hand, and said 'keep it'.
Well, she does have really nice tits.
Anyway, thanks again, God, for your undeserved favor. And the new DVD player.